The Snowball Effect

By Moriah on September 30th, 2009

I have to dash out the door early tomorrow morning (Wednesday) to be able to get a few errands done before Madeline’s picture-taking appointment at 11. (Why do we wait ’till the very last day of the expiration month before getting a new license plate sticker? The line at the courthouse is sure to be excruciatingly long.)

And yes, her birthday was in June. I’m going to dress her in a summer dress and just pretend.

(Clearly being on time is not my current forte.)

So, all that to say, I’m going to try to crank out a post tonight and throw it up before I leave in the morning. You’ve been warned.

My plan for today was to get Drew’s door painted. He’s had pencil scribbled all over it for about a year now, along with all manner of other scuffs, and it had become one of those things you see so often you just don’t notice anymore. (Like my refrigerator door. If you’ve been to my house, you know what I’m talking about.)

I had bought a little can of door/trim paint the other week and finally decided today was the day. (Really, the main reason I chose today was just because both Drew and Madeline were at school.)

BUT THEN, seeing his sparkly white and gleaming door, well, the trim around it looked rather dingy, as did the baseboards. So they got a little quicky coat of paint, too. And then I noticed the bathroom door.

You know where this is going, right? I ended up painting the bathroom door/trim next, and then the two hall closet doors (and trim), the main entrance door to the hallway, the trim around the arch into the dining room, the trim around the entrance to the kitchen, and touch ups around all the pertinent baseboards…

So that’s what I did today: PAINT. And you know what?

My walls look terrible.

Photo Dump, Vol III

By Moriah on September 29th, 2009

It’s been a little over a year since my last photo dump, I thought it was high-time.

Look, Mom, I did my own makeup!


It pays to have a slightly-OCD five-year-old:


So that’s why it’s called a butterfly tree:


I call it the Laundry Train:


How she asks for a nap:


The main pair of leg warmers:


Heaven in a cup (otherwise known as a homemade Butterfinger Blizzard):


Early morning cartoons:


Adelaide’s latest scheme – ABOVE THE MICROWAVE (otherwise entitled How did she get up there? or I forgot we had that Splenda…needs to be cleaned out):


Someone apparently got a hold of my camera:


Pretty toes, courtesy of Aunt Carrissa and Cassandra:


The crazy faces of dinner:








Ice cream: YUM!

And something for the boy

By Moriah on September 25th, 2009

(No. Not all I do is sew.)

(And also? I don’t know how to do anything technical or professional. I don’t use patterns. I just know how to do an elastic waistband and straight lines and hem stuff.)

I’ve been a little disappointed with the fall selection of boys’ pajamas. Drew’s way beyond the beloved toddler jammies, so I decided to at least make him some pajama pants he can wear with t-shirts.

This project takes, literally, like 30 minutes. And I just have to say, the boyish flannel selection at Hobby Lobby is a little, um, lacking.


I basically just laid another (store-bought) pair down on the fabric and cut around one of the legs (pull elastic waistband taught to get the real layout), adding in a little bit for seams.


I also left as much fabric as I could folded into the hems so I can take them out as he grows taller.

(Which will be what, next week?)

How To Get Your House Clean

By Moriah on September 24th, 2009

After several consecutive days of rain, have your daughter play outside and then track mud around every single room, so that you have no choice but to vacuum and mop your entire house. Don’t forget to clean her shoes.

Then have both your daughters take a bath and pretend the toilet is a diving board. The bathroom will be so soaked that when you mop up all those inches of water, you’re left with a clean bathroom floor. Clean the toilet and sink quickly, for good measure. (I mean, you’re in there already anyway.)

Later, have your husband drop a bowl of spaghetti in the kitchen in just such a way that it splatters the cabinets and baseboards. That way you’ll get clean cabinet drawer doors and clean baseboards. (But the baseboards will only be cleaned after your husband has gone to work and you notice them.)

Alternate title: How To Ensure Your Pregnant Wife/Mother Will Need To Rest On The Couch For The Rest Of The Afternoon.

I’m over there

By Moriah on September 24th, 2009

I’m posting over at Chic Critique today, Headbands: Not Just For My Toddler.

Babylegs/Leg warmers

By Moriah on September 23rd, 2009

I asked a friend to send me this link for DIY babylegs since I was having some difficulty finding cute tights to match one of Madeline’s fall skirts.

The pack of socks I bought at Target came in three, so I attempted the first pair with some that aren’t meant for that skirt. This project takes no time at all and can be worn on babies (babylegs) AND toddlers/little kids as leg warmers. I’m sure they’ll make the rounds between my three girls.

(Here’s a baby boy version of the babylegs. Although I would have to draw the line at (older) little boys wearing leg warmers. I’m just sayin’.)

I forgot to take a picture of the socks. I’m sure you know what socks look like.




Nice n’ toasty. (Not that we need that yet, however.)

Perhaps the sun has forgotten how to shine

By Moriah on September 22nd, 2009

Despite yesterday being our (approximate) 467,398th day of rain, we had a pretty good day. My friend Sarah called in the morning saying she was going to get her kids out of the house one way or the other, so we all decided to meet at the children’s museum.

And yes, when we got out of the car, it was still pouring. Thankfully I remembered I still had the rain cover for my double stroller in the back of my van and so the girls managed to get inside totally dry. I fared okay with an umbrella. Drew just ran around in the rain like the free-spirited 5 1/2-year-old that he is.

They all wanted to play in the water exhibit right when we walked in. It’s like we haven’t had enough water lately or something.

When we got home there was a package waiting for my sisters from my mom so when one of them came over to get it I ran to the store ALONE. We were out of coffee and dishwasher detergent so clearly life could not move forward until that was fixed.

Drew’s school was canceled yesterday and Madeline’s is closed today (some area schools being closed due to flooding). Which means I’m down to 2 hours and 45 minutes of quiet before Drew gets back.

I’d better get busy.


By Moriah on September 21st, 2009

Skirts, I mean.

(I got the idea here.)

I had no idea if this project would be successful and it was a total whim. I didn’t even have a pattern, just a vague idea in my head. I couldn’t even find a good online tutorial.  That said, I totally astonished myself.

Meet the Bubble Skirts, seen live this fall:






There are two common ways to make a poofy hem, I used a knit liner and gathering (versus an elastic casing):



The only real difficulty is coming to terms with the fact that she does not need twenty of them!

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